When we planned this vacation with the boys, I have to admit that I had a certain amount of dread deep down inside somewhere. A resort with 2 water parks? What are we thinking? But I figured since DH and I got our trip to France and Scotland (sans kids), we could take the kids someplace that they'd really enjoy. We even signed up for the Family Fun Package that comes with up to 5 (yeah, 5) free pizzas, 5 vouchers for 100 tokens each for use at the arcade, free bowling, etc.
When we got here we headed straight for the indoor water park. It has an impressive number of slides and rides as well as the other water park stuff. After spending some time in the hot tub, the boys really wanted me to experience some of the other stuff with them. So we headed up a flight of stairs. Then we went up another flight of stairs, turned on a landing, and went up another flight of stairs. We were at the python plunge. The huge black and orange body flume has a closed section that winds around for a story or so, then an open section that shoots straight down for about 2 stories and ends in a section full of water similar to the one in the picture above.
As my turn approached I started to panic. I could feel my heart pounding. I was thinking "I'm too old for this". I was wondering if Liam and Rowan would believe any excuse I could come up with not to go down this slide. I was sure that I'd somehow make a fool of myself. But their smiling encouragement was too much for me. I couldn't disappoint them.
I stood at the top of the slide waiting for the life guard to give me the nod. When he did, I got myself into position (on my back, ankles crossed, arms across my chest) and let go. I was plunged into darkness. As I slid through the darkness I told myself "You're fine, Barb. This is nothing. The kids can do it." Then I couldn't help but scream as I plunged through the near vertical section to waiting boys. It was awesome! I loved it. I'd forgotten what that adrenaline rush was like. So I'm 43. But I'm not too old to enjoy a day at the water park with my kids. Five days, I'm not sure. But since I've survived two of them so far, I'm optimistic.